That has never happened before. I was standing outside just now, a little after one in the morning. I took my dog Lilo outside, last time before bed. I was standing on the edge of the patio staring up at the night sky. The wind was blowing, but not cold. More comforting, as if the night was trying to tell me something or sooth my heart. There was a bright blue star up above me and using it as a focal point, I began to speak. It was my way of praying and wishing. Pleading to the night for an answer. For someone to hear me calling them. Tears fell from my eyes, staining my cheeks. And in the southern sky, a tiny shooting star passed before me. Then a gust of wind kicked up and my tears instantly dried as it kissed my skin. Also in that instance, it felt as though two arms wrapped around me, embracing me for just a moment. Then nothing, the night grew quiet and calm.. The ache within me was gone and replaced by hope. No more tears fell from my eyes. And for the first time in my life, I watched a shooting star and it didn’t freak me out.
Since I was little I could never watch meter showers and if by chance I was caught off guard by a falling star, it would steal my breath away and scare me. But tonight, it was as though this one sought not to frighten me. As though it was catching my message as it flew over, to take with it, on its journey. It came from the North West and flew to the South East. The direction I was calling out to, the direction I needed my message sent. I think someone or something heard my heart, my voice and came. Sent that star to me. A shooting star that did not scare me. -Dare
